FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters as well.

Just a short silly idea that came to me while having dinner. :3

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"Archangel, please be advised. Target is en route to his bedroom now" a voice spoke over the earpiece.

"Roger; target in sight. Request clearance to take the shot." Archangel replied into the mic attached to the inside of their white winter jacket. Despite laying in the snow for so long, they were perfectly warm and well hidden in their full winter camouflage.

"Proceed, Archangel" the voice replied.

Dialing in the scope and zooming in on the figure in the window with a few last second adjustments, a finger slowly squeezed down on the trigger; but let off at the last second.

"Take the shot, agent..." the voice on the other end of the earpiece said with a touch of annoyance.

"Hey Overseer, how much do these fancy supersonic plutonium tipped bullets cost?" Archangel suddenly asked.

"Uh...about ten grand a pop, why?" the voice replied in confusion.

"Well you wanted the General and his commander both eliminated, didn't you?" Archangel persisted.

"Yes, but I fail to see the correlation," the voice said with obvious annoyance now.

"I'm about to save you ten grand, it seems Ukraine isn't the only backdoor the General has been sneaking into" Archangel let out a slow breath and slowly squeezed down on the trigger. With a bright white flash the plutonium tipped bullet shot from the barrel of the sniper rifle and faintly whistled through the air. Almost half a minute later, the sound of breaking glass was heard before the large Russian bear general and his commander slumped over on their bed together in an awkward embrace. Matching wounds at the back and front of their heads.

"Archangel...that was fucked up...well done" the voice said over the earpiece; trying to remain professional but it was obvious they were fighting not to bust a gut laughing. "Please be advised, we have another priority mission for you. You are to meet an informant in Amsterdam, do whatever is necessary to retrieve the information they possess."

"Acknowledged, Archangel out."

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"Watch where you're going, jackass!" someone shouted as a tall lean donkey in a black suite with red tie and white shirt bumped into them; spilling their drink all over the angry person whom turned and stormed off towards the bathrooms to get cleaned up.

"Dick..." the donkey replied with a sigh, heading over to the bar to get himself a drink. Though as he approached he spotted an attractive arctic vixen in a tight red dress. Moving over between the crowds to lean against the bar beside her, with all the charm he could muster her smoothly asked "Who framed Roger Rabbit?"

The vixen turned to smile at him, looking him over briefly before responding "Even innocent men are guilty sometimes."

The donkey turned to look at her with a grin, sliding a copy of his room key over to her before responding with "Is anyone ever truly innocent?"

The vixen took the key without a further word and headed for the elevators, the donkey following on a moment later. Sure enough by the time he entered his room, she was already inside waiting and sitting at the corner of his bed.

"I've got what you want..." she spoke with a sultry purr.

"I've got what you need," the burro replied, starting to undo his tie and tossing it over one of the chairs at the foot of the bed.

The vixen nodded just the once before she stood up before him, reaching behind herself to undo her dress and shimmying out of the clinging red material to slowly reveal her black lace underwear beneath. With a sly grin she noted the bulge in the donkey's trousers, using every ounce of her sex appeal to further entice him as she closed the distance between them; dropping to her knees to get eye level with his crotch. Leaning in to nuzzle at his bulge, she took a little whiff of his musk and groaned softly, he was a virile male for sure.

The donkey stared down at the vixen, watching with a delighted smirk as she gripped his fly between her front teeth to tug it down before rooting about inside to find he wore no underwear. Feeling her soft slick tongue darting about to tease his flesh had him groaning in short order. With eager fumbling hands he quickly undid his belt buckle and the button to his trousers to get them down and off. The vixen purring as his full length was finally exposed, rubbing against her cheek and muzzle in one go. Even though she knew what he was packing, she still eagerly tried to take him all into her hot little muzzle. Snorting and taking a wider stance as she forced more and more of his cock into her maw and a little down her throat, slipping a hand up between his thighs to cup and caress his full balls.

Finding the angle wasn't right for what he wanted, the donkey reluctantly pulled his cock from the vixen's maw. Leaning down to pick her up onto her feet; guiding her back to the bed where he directed her to lay down with her head hanging over the edge. "Say aaah," he teased as he slowly worked his stiff prick back into her mouth when she did as told. Soon he found he was able to sink more of himself into her mouth and throat, grinning as he could faintly see the outline of his thick prick in her throat every time his balls tapped against her nose.

As her face was being fucked by the burro, she felt his hands reaching down for her breasts, one fumbling with the latch to her brassiere between her soft white mounds to free them as the other continued to venture further south. His fingers slipping beneath the black waistband of her panties to cup between her toned thighs, brushing along her soft pink folds and teasing about her clit. For such thick fingers, he was surprisingly dexterous with them. Touching and toying with her rapidly warming cunt until she was whimpering in muffled tones around his thick cock. She'd intended on making him climax first, but it seemed like he planned on making the vixen cum first. His thrusts into her maw didn't slow down, keeping the same pace of fucking her face while his fingers began to pump in and out of her at the same pace. After a few minutes of the pleasurable torture, she finally climaxed and clamped her thighs down about his hand. Her toned belly visibly flexing with the force of her climax and whimpers, just as her throat began working once his balls emptied their first load almost directly into her stomach, swallowing every thick rich shot of his seed.

She watched through an almost hazy view as her eyes tried to close from exhaustion, but she could see his cock was still as stiff as ever after he withdrew from her maw. A thin gossamer strand of his seed and her saliva briefly connecting her top lip to his flared crown before it snapped and vanished. Staring up at the donkey she saw him grinning down at her, an extended finger twirling about above her face as he indicated for her to turn about.

The burro watched with satisfaction as the gorgeous vixen turned about and got to her hands and knees before him, lowering her front to the bed as her plush white tail tipped with black rose a little. Moving up behind her, he grabbed the base of her tail to use as a handle while lifting her hips a little higher. Grabbing the base of his cock, he tapped his flared crown against her tight little pussy, looking far too small to take him.

She closed her eyes and groaned out aloud as the donkey began pushing his thickness against and eventually inside her, stretching her snug cunt about his thick hard girth. At first there was a moment of discomfort, possibly even pain. But by the time she reached his medial ring, the vixen was already pressing back onto him. One of his hands holding at her hip with his thumb resting at the little indent on her back just above her hip, almost as if it were a handhold designed just for him, he pulled her back fully onto his cock. He felt the telltale shudder of another climax ripping through her, the tighter squeeze about his dick that made him grin smugly. But he wasn't done with her yet, not by a long shot.

His hips withdrew, stopping short of his medial ring again before he reversed course and bucked back inside her to grind his hips against her firm behind, stirring his girth about her hot slick insides. By the third or fourth thrust like that he had her panting and whining like a bitch in heat, the vixen bucking back eagerly onto him without the need for his grip on her tail. She was a snug little thing for damned sure, he could already feel his second climax building, but ego decreed he get her off at least once more before he hit his.

Leaning down over her, his blunt square teeth found her scruff in a firm bite as he released his grip on her tail. Instead his hand swept across her hip and back down between her thighs to begin rubbing and toying with her clit. His thrusts switching to shallow fast strokes as he almost jackhammered her smaller form beneath hard enough to bounce her. But his plan worked, the vixen was brought to another loud whimpering and mewling climax moments before he snorted and let loose his own.

She felt every thick and heavy shot of his almost scalding hot seed spill inside her, unprotected. She'd forgotten to make him wear a condom, but it was too late for that now. Plus it also just felt incredibly satisfying to feel a strong virile male fill her with his seed like this. Her legs felt like they were made out of jelly, unable to support her as he finally withdrew from her and let her collapse onto her belly on the bed. She could feel his eyes on her, more specifically between her thighs were she could feel his cum already starting to leak from her well fucked pussy and mark the hotel bed below.

"Are you going to give me what I want?" she finally managed to ask again after regaining her breath, though still too tired to turn back and look at him.

"I haven't gotten everything I wanted yet," he replied before reaching down to lift her tail with one hand, the other groping at her behind and digging his thumb between her cheeks to tug one aside. Exposing the vixens other tight little opening. Another grin splitting his lips as he released her tail, finding she was keeping it lifted of her own accord now, letting him shuffle up onto the bed and straddle the backs of her thighs.

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"What do you mean you're just a geek cosplayer!? I was told to meet a man in a black suit with red tie!" the vixen shouted as she tossed another pillow at his head.

"Lady; it's Twitch Con downstairs. I'm Cosplaying as Agent 47 from the Hitman games..." the donkey said defensively.

"But you knew the passphrase?" She pointed out.

"You were wearing a slinky red dress, I thought you were just Cosplaying Jessica Rabbit from 'Who Framed Roger Rabbit'...that's why I asked..." he held up his hands defensively.

"You mean I just let some random guy from a nerd convention fuck me in the ass...twice...by mistake?" She yelled, picking up another pillow and beginning to lay into him.